Chapter 24

Doc – Two Weeks Later

I slowly movemy tongue around her clit, the little nub poking through, making her gasp andour eyes connect. Her dark green gaze stares back at me with lust and love.

The past two weeks haven"t been easy. She is trying to learn to trust me again, the one thing she hasn"t managed, even though she knows I did everything to protect her. I"ve been trying to learn to forgive her for leaving and for not telling me about our daughter.

I gently suck the nub into my mouth as I rub two fingers around her entrance, causing her to arch her back.

I smile as she groans. "Lucas, please…." I suck harder on the nub, pushing my two fingers inside her, making her gasp in pleasure.

I"ve spent the past ten minutes getting her worked up, teasing her and my fucking cock, and now I want to taste her cum.

I tilt my fingers in a come-hither movement and rub, hitting her g-spot as her clit pulses in my mouth. I groan when I feel liquid squirt into my mouth. I swallow it down as her cunt floods my fingers, and she screams my name.

I suck the nub until she starts to push me away, too sensitive, and give it one last lick and remove my fingers from inside her, sucking them, ensuring not to miss a drop of her sweet nectar. I climb up her body, my tongue tracing its way up until it reaches her lips. I shove my tongue into Kennedy"s mouth, tangling it with hers as my arm lifts her leg up over my shoulder, and I slam into her.

She gasps, trying to break the kiss, but I don"t let her. Instead, I kiss her harder, pulling my hips back, and then trusting forward, making her moan. Blindly, my hands find their way to hers, causing her to let go of my biceps as I link our fingers together, placing them above her head as I tilt my hips, thrusting into her hard and fast.

I feel her cunt flutter around me, and she breaks our kiss and I grunt. My Pixie throws her head back in pleasure as sweat starts to build up at the bottom of my spine.

"Fuck Pixie," I rasp, my breathing getting heavier, my hips going faster.

She squeezes my fingers tight as I dip my head and take a nipple into my mouth, biting it as her cunt squeezes me. Wetness finally spreads between us as she comes, her orgasm washing over her, and she screams my name.

Fucking music to my ears.

My spine tingles, my balls feeling heavy as my cum squirts from my tip, painting her walls as I thrust my hips two more times before pressing into her, letting her leg drop as she wraps it around my hip, keeping me connected with her. I smile as I gently kiss her.

Fuck, this girl owns me.

An hour later, I"m leaning against the doorframe, watching Kennedy pull her hair up in a ponytail with a black silk scarf. She"s wearing a beautiful, knee-length, black, spaghetti strap dress and black heels. I managed to keep her mind occupied last night and this morning, but now, well, it"s time to bury our daughter.

Pain shoots through me just like always when I think of her and what I missed out on.

When I first brought it up, I could tell she wanted to decline, but her guilt overrode her thoughts, and she agreed. The plan of burying her with Breaker"s father, Layla's great uncle, helped her agree.

I know she doesn"t want to part from her, but we need this to move forward and heal.

I watch her eyes tear up, and I sigh, pushing myself off the doorframe to wrap my arms around her waist from behind, my lips going to the top of her head.

"I don"t know if I can do this, Lucas," she whispers.

I tighten my hold on her and reply, "You can, Pixie. This is something I think we have to do, baby; if we don"t, I don"t think we"ll be able to heal."

Her tears fall, and I squeeze her tighter as she asks, "Will the brothers hate me for not wearing your cut?"

I smile a little. "No. Will they be frustrated? Of course, but it"s hard for you at the end of the day, and I won"t allow them to force you. Besides, we"re taking this one day at a time. We"re helping each other heal and forgive. Nothing else matters."

She nods, closing her eyes as she leans against me.

She told me last week that she loves me but doesn"t want the same claim as Prue. She doesn"t know the cut Prue had was fake, and some of the council brothers only realized when Snake picked it up after I sliced it off her, cursing that he didn"t notice it was a knock-off. I know Ken's still reading my letters, but she hasn"t reached the one where I admit that part of my scheme.

When she does, I know she"ll change her mind about wearing hers. She knows it"s hanging in the closet; I"m letting her decide. I still claimed someone before her, for which she needs to forgive me for.

Today, we start healing, and hopefully, we will be unbreakable.

Humming, I press my lips to her head as I remove my arms from around her waist, grabbing the chain from my trouser pocket. She frowns, but keeps her eyes closed. Her body leans back against mine, and I smile, unclasp the chain, and gently place it around her neck. I set the clasp, causing her to open her eyes.

She gasps, seeing the slim, silver necklace with the dark blue heart dangling from it, and I wrap my arms around her again, her hands going to my wrists. She furrows her brows and looks down. She sees a thick, silver bracelet on my right wrist, a dark blue heart in the middle.

I whisper, "Did you really think I"d make you bury all of our daughter when you spent months having her in that urn?"

Her head snaps up in shock, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror, and I admit, "Dad helped me find a jeweler willing to create a stone out of some of her ashes. She"ll always be with us, baby, while also laying to rest with her great uncle to keep her safe."

Her tears coat her cheeks, and she sobs, turning in my arms as she places her face into the crook of my neck, standing on her tiptoes. I hold her tight, my cheek resting against the top of her head.

I hold her for a little while but my phone buzzes, and I squeeze her tight and say, "It"s time to go, baby."She nods, gripping the back of my cut and allowing me to guide her through our house, and then outside to my bike. I climb on, and then help her up behind me, allowing her to not have a helmet on this one time. I wait until her arms are around my waist, her front pressed against my back, her head leaning on me. I rev my bike, and head to the front of the club. When we get there, the whole club is waiting. Snake and Dagger are sitting side by side, showing their support, and allowing me to take the front.

I give them a nod as I pass them and rev my bike, spinning out of the gate and heading to the cemetery, ready to finally say the goodbye I deserved for my daughter.

An hour later, I"m leaning against the club"s bar, my eyes on my Pixie, who sits in the back with the old ladies and my sister, who has finally made amends with Quinn. Ken did well during the service. I expected her to scream and cry, but she didn"t. Instead, she held strong for me. My arm was wrapped around her waist, her head on my chest, and she gently rubbed her thumb along my jaw as I cried.

I didn"t think my love for her could get any stronger, but it did. I"m still hurt and trying to deal with it, but so is she.

I sigh when I feel a body come and stand beside me, knowing exactly who it is.

"You ready to fight it out yet?"Breaker asks, and I snort, sipping my beer and ignoring his question. I"m not going to fight my brother, even if he did punch me when I claimed that bitch.

"Fuck"s sake, Doc, stop ignoring me,"he growls.

I smirk and say, "Why? It"s fun…."making him narrow his eyes at me, and I chuckle, taking another sip of my drink.

"It"s not funny, Doc. Two weeks, and you haven"t spoken to me or Momma. She"s hurting…."

I sigh at his words, hating that I"m hurting her. I look at him and admit, "My main focus has been on Kennedy and repairing what I broke."

He remarks, "What you both broke,"but I ignore him because I know I should have just tied her up then told her about Prue"s blackmail, knowing she would have handed herself in. If I had done that, just maybe our baby might still be here.

I continue, "I love Momma, I do, but she should have told me, you should have told me. I don"t give a shit if she"s your blood.I"myour family, too, Alex, and not just club. You call my dad, dad; you spent most of your time at my house growing up. You should have told me, both of you should have, so I could have been there, not just to help Ken through the trauma, but to also have my chance at holding Layla and saying goodbye. She was my daughter as well, and we both know that if this was the other way round, you wouldn"t have hit me or walked off in a huff. You would have shot me."

He flinches, knowing I"m right. He looks at Kennedy, and my gaze follows. She"s playing with her necklace. I smile a little as Breakers asks,"How are you two?"

I shrug and admit, "We"re trying. It"s not easy; my anger flares up, the hurt over the past year hitting hard, while she"ll zone off. Guilt will fill her face, and sometimes sadness.We"retalking every day, trying to heal."

He winces, running a hand through his hair and looking at me. "I should have told you, not just about Layla, but also what she tried to do when she swallowed those pills. I"m so fucking sorry I didn"t. All I saw was my cousin, broken. I should have seen your pain. I should have noticed you falling apart, and I"m so sorry for that, brother. If you had left the club, I honestly would have shot your ass."

I snort and shake my head, looking back at Kennedy, and we make eye contact. She tilts her head at me, her eyes shining with nothing but love, making my heart pound. I kiss two of my fingers, holding them her way, and her eyes tear up as she grins wide.

Breaker hums and says,"Yeah, you two are going to be okay. You"ve let the hurt out, and now you"re both healing together. I know her reading your letters is helping her understand your mind frame through it all with Prue."

I nod, agreeing, "I love her, Alex. I love her so fucking much. Leaving the club…I don"t know. I struggled to be around here without her, and I think that was my problem. When I found out you and Momma knew about the baby, well, I snapped, brother, plain and simple. That girl is slowly bringing me back, while I try to bring her back."

He nods, patting my back as we both look at Kennedy again. Her eyes are firmly on me, making me smile.

Yeah, we"re going to be okay….

Just as the thought hits me, the back door to the common room slams open, making us all look. I stand up straight, seeing Prue and the knife she"s holding, a wild look in her eyes. I snort. I smirk, mumbling to Breaker,"Guess the bitch really does want to die,"not at all feeling threatened.

He chuckles and says,"Make sure you just take the knife off her brother; it"ll be nice to watch her piss herself in the outhouse."

I grin wide as she runs my way, screeching, the knife held high. The brothers laugh at her, not one of them stepping in the way, knowing I"ll be able to get the knife off her, but before she can get near me, the bitch is tackled.

"Fuck! Kennedy!"Breaker shouts as she tumbles on the floor with Prue, and my face pales as Prue gets on top of her, the knife held high.

Kennedy punches her in the face, causing Prue to scream in anger, and I don"t think. I drop my bottle on the floor and run toward them. I hear my dad shout, Momma screaming, but I ignore them, my eyes focused on that fucking knife going down toward my girl.

Fuck, we should have made sure someone had hold of her….

It all happens in slow motion, like a movie. I tackle Prue, smashing her to the floor and knocking her out as her head bangs hard. I feel the knife go into my stomach, pain like no other shooting through me, making me grunt and roll off the bitch. I'm coughing and gasping, causing the knife to rip out of me.

I hear a piercing scream as my girl leans over me, pressing her hands down on the wound. I grab hold of them, pressing harder, and she sobs.

"Please, oh, God, what do I do, Lucas? Please…"she sobs, her nursing going out of the window. I go to tell her what to do, but my eyes start to go hazy.

I hear Snake shout, "Fuck, where"s Violet?"and Tats","At Sunny View. "

My girl"s panicked eyes are the last thing I see as darkness pulls me into its embrace.